A boy stands in the crowd
Among the ones who've lost it all
He used to be so quiet
When problems grew so fast they'd eat his soul
Where should he go?
He'd love to run from this town
A song he knows
And one more pill to clear his mind
Same old
Defeating situations
He's learning to spend the time
Apart from all their filthy noise
Same old
Defeating situations
He's learning to spend the time
As years go by
He's betting it won't last
Vicious circle's running in his life
He's waiting for a new start
Society's not made to heal those wounds
Still he hopes
Someone would get him out
This dead end show
This one way path
He used to be a quiet boy
He lost his will to carry on

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